Luyện nghe bài hát Glide

Yo, Inspectah track
break your Yo

A of a wreckage
50 hot track leaking out the Lexus
Eyes hot, Cyclops, cyborg
Call shop of horrors, Lyric just smoking in my
Whip and boil, ?lugotan? the holler
Daily operation, bullet train tingle
8 seconds a your style wild buccaneer
Round table revolve ten musketeer
Think you, got all the
Think you poli with
You could run the fuck opponent, gotten the glitches
The swiftness, hit the that are vital
Shake the decent, like 3 sticks of dyno

My administration deceive the
Start the next by artificial insemination
stations, for music in the making
Concentration camps, Assassinate for domination
Abomination, The and confrontation you mistaken
I'm a warhead bomb evasion
of the next man, when the Germans blazing
We burn this for occasions, regardless I see your
your sweatin,
I cassette deck and eject your for air time
Blow a hole through your brain so you can think a clear mind
A redesign? of rhyme, and slang cracking in spare time

Crime
We rollin the undisputed, routin toutin
21 gun solutin, new
Wu-Tang, slang bang unit
Put us in your cassette deck, yo,
Smash and blast the shit, I'm doper than
That makes you level through the
And surpass
The stakes is hot, like bullet pots
And hot
Fully operational gats
The uncanny, vilagialaty man
Crock, took by the hook of the man
Look, now you up in the suction
Rap and my appetite destruction

Today's day, The bomb gets dropped on
civilization in concert treble concentration camps
Replacement amps blown, Speaker
The Mad weed seduction
From The brain decreasing
Its sucker duck season. fuck
Blast as you trespass, bullet your mouth and exits your ass
Impregnate the math, then birth to a newborn
Figure of speech form, with 8 arms
Napalms, collapses stages you perform on
Drama face, abominate, sling behind the black high gate
The nine fades the of men
Slip the in
Off the hook like telemarketing sales condone over the

Danger
Bozzy alone, in a terradome Stalon
With a great cannon, bones swollen
both ways scanning
All you roaches lay down I the brain damage
Bring the banners, the gamma ray
up the same data, Scatter
Then a dark part where D and you used to all day
The ray stung you, You kung fu check the cleaner
From line I gun you for fun
9-1-1
Someone tore the tunnel son
1-2 Check your
Crunch, munch on you for lunch
You drunk, bald headed monk
Top bunk, your trunk full of junk
and bump stop humping me
Ruff a sucking muthafuckas,
Ducking my shit luckily

Other emcees made a big
Fronting on the mic truly great
how you want it fried or baked
I place in right through the heart of a
Sceam at mapps, take we can take
Til the day we die, meet the gates
Golden going strong, I'm holding weight

(Repeat)